aha, a totally blank mind?
time permitting we'll be posting some short stories. nothing current and not here,
but for a little poem.
[untitled]
I never thought the war would be
never thought its end within me.
didn't conceive of my enemies' conspiricies
their identities concealed, their duplicity;
the loneliness imposed.
comes a time when these three
at once I, myself, me
belay the travesty of depravities, indignities
of those standing with and against me;
the isolation confirmed.
for once he gains upon himself
with bearing once he knew was his
perchance he may then lay alone
but not without integrity, a soul. what is
this vision revealed?
yeah, yeah, yeah. well, some of us drink because we're not poets...